Quickies > 2024-08-13

Destined (maybe)

A short love poem. It's cheesy and not profound. It's heartfelt and cliche. And it says what I want to say. And it feels good. And hopefully it is forever.


Had I the time and the promise Had I the life and assurance Had I simply the knowledge that I could

I would await your arrival

In this or any life
In this or any world
In any possible circumstance

I would await your arrival

Your smile outshines the sun
Your eyes outgleam the stars
You outstand all around you

And I count myself lucky

I cannot ignore your presence
I cannot detest your essence
I can only embrace your being

And I count myself lucky

There is nought but you and I
There is nought but love and life
There is only the joy of us

And in all I do, I love

Only one soul
Only one being
Only one woman

And that, love, is you.


Tags: --- love --- joy --- hope --- sapphic --- poem ---

Words: 128

Date: 2024-08-13